Riley Wood Onlyfans Novels & Stories

And right as I walked into view, she stopped whatever she was saying to Killian, looked me up and down like a horny construction worker, and wolf-whistled. “Hell yeah – that’s what I’m talkin’ about! What’d ya bring me there, Ryan? Momma likee!” I might have forgotten to mention this, but Riley Wojtalik was a lesbian. She was quite open and very aggressive about it. The stories of her hitting on female fans and taking them back to her room for the night were legion. Gay, bi, straight, didn’t matter. Riley was an equal opportunity horndog. And apparently she was trying to make me her next conquest.

Let me see how wet you are. My breath caught. I hooked a finger under the soaked fabric and tugged it to the side, exposing everything. Cool air hit my slick pussy and I whimpered, grinding harder. The chat went wild, but all I heard was the low ping of another massive tip. That’s when the private message box lit up again. DaddyD: You’re even prettier than I imagined, Riley. My hips stuttered to a stop. Riley. Not Lila. Not baby girl. Not princess.

I dim the lights in my bedroom studio, the camera rolling as I settle onto my king-sized bed, surrounded by soft pink sheets that hug my curves. Hey there, lovers, it’s your girl Khalifa here—your favorite OnlyFans pornstar, bringing the heat right to Pornhub. I’ve been teasing you all week on my page, and tonight, I’m feeling extra naughty. My body’s aching for release, and I want you to watch every second. I’m wearing this tiny black lace teddy that barely covers my perky D-cup tits, my nipples already hard and poking through the fabric like they’re desperate for your touch. My long, dark hair falls in waves over my shoulders, and my olive skin glows under the warm light. “Mmm, hi babies,”

“What did you imagine me doing to you last night?” Riley’s lips curved into a slow, wicked smile. She took another sip of wine, then set the glass down and leaned back, letting her robe fall completely open on both sides. Her full, heavy breasts spilled out, nipples already stiff and begging for attention. Her smooth, pink pussy was now fully exposed — glistening with wetness. “I imagined you watching me through the window again,” she started, her voice low and sultry. “But this time you didn’t just watch. You came over, kicked the door open, and caught me with my legs spread wide on this couch… fucking myself with my biggest dildo.”

My computer is open on my lap with young and Hungry playing on N*****x. I get a ping off my phone and open I*******m up. I click on Riley's profile and see a video that she just posted two minutes ago. I click on it and music immediately envelopes my ears. "Hey bitches," Riley shouts over the music. "We are here with the hottest group of people on the planet-"

Now I was sore and pissed. I slumped onto the couch and finally pulled out my phone. Notifications blinked across the screen—some texts, a couple spam emails, and one lonely OnlyFans alert. Anonymous69 just posted. Again. Jesus. He was milking that shoot like it was his personal cash cow. I clicked into the app out of spite. The post had nearly triple the engagement from the last one. Comments, tips, reposts, thirsty messages piling in like a goddamn floodgate had burst open.

"Oh my God!" "What?" Jessi asked. "It says here that earlier today, Noah released the video on her OnlyFans page!" "That brat!" Jessi yelled, getting to her feet. "And she increased her subscription fee to $50, yet, there's been over a million views, oh my God! That's 50 million dollars! And it's only gonna increase!" "If I could just get my hands on that b*tch!" Jessi exclaimed, running her hands through her hair, she looked like she might explode.

“Tell Matthew exactly who owns this sloppy cheating pussy now.” Lilian moaned like a pornstar, pushing back on my cock hungrily. “Matthew… baby, I’m so sorry… but I can’t do this anymore. Riley fucks me so much better. Her cock is so fucking deep… ahhhh fuck! It stretches me out so good!” I laughed and started pounding her harder, the loud wet slapping of skin on skin echoing through the room. I made sure the camera got a perfect close-up of the thick strap disappearing into her stretched, creamy hole, her juices dripping down her thighs in messy strings.

Lena watched with heavy-lidded eyes, her fingers lazily circling her own clit. Riley kicked off her jeans and panties, revealing smooth, shaved skin and more tattoos trailing down her hips. I laid her back on the wide chair beside Lena and positioned myself between her thighs. My cock was aching, still slick from Lena. I rubbed the head up and down Riley’s wet slit, teasing her clit until she was squirming. “Jax… please,” she breathed, reaching down to guide me.

“This lady I’ve been tracking—she’s… difficult to pin down, ma’am. She’s cautious, careful, but I’ve been hovering for a while. I know more about her than she suspects.” Victoria raised an eyebrow, amused. “Too much talk. Show me now.” Mich slid a folder across the table. Photographs, screenshots, and recordings spread before her like evidence laid out for inspection. Her fingers brushed the images lightly, deliberately, eyes scanning for the details that made her pulse quicken. “Apparently, she’s an online sex worker,” Mich said calmly, leaning back in his chair. Victoria’s lips curled into a slow, calculating smile. “OnlyFans?” “OnlyFans, ma’am,” Mich confirmed. “Not just that—this man, Mr